Tuesday, May 3, 2016


You're calling back from the future but
it seems to me you call from the past
And you're calling me in the past but
I too am here in the future just not with

you. It's just that it didn't last, and then
we were friends and then your descent
your hostages your promises awakening
and then fool me twice and now you call

me here, lost in time, or rolled in the
torrents. I reach back not forward I find
what I know is true in those dioramas
down here at the bottom of the vortex


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